After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 139 Night Walk
It turned out that this girl thought so in her heart.

Pei Mo was moved in his heart, and the eyes he looked at Murong Qing became a little more gentle.

"Heh, I say it's still my heart, but I still think about me in my heart." Pei Mo thought, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Because after his mother gave birth to him, his father passed away early, and he was often taciturn, so few people cared about him sincerely since he was a child, and this caused his current indifferent personality.

And Murong Qing's appearance was like a bright light, which brought him a lot of warmth, and even more comforted his soul.

Murong Qing talked about his plan endlessly, and he was very proud in his heart.

"How is it? My plan is very good, and my plan is very thorough, there will never be any flaws, so don't worry."

Murong Qing patted his chest, looking very confident in his heart, but Pei Mo remained silent for a long time.

"But have you ever thought about a question, if the rumors against me outside are true?" Pei Mo's face became serious.

The matter of not being born to his mother has always been a knot in his heart.

He tried his best to keep this secret, just so that no one would point fingers behind his back.

But now, he has to face it, but he still doesn't know what Murong Qing is thinking.

"If even she dislikes me for not being born to my own mother, what should I do?" Men's clothing was a little worried in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

Thoughtful and seasoned, he has deliberately trained himself to do things over the years. Even if there are complex emotions surging in his heart, he will never express it easily on his face.

"I already knew that you were not born to your own mother." Murong Qing didn't seem to care at all.

Her answer surprised Pei Mo.

"How did you know?"

He never mentioned this matter to anyone, Murong Qing asked where did the news come from?
Murong Qing smiled mysteriously, as if he didn't think it was a big deal, especially when he saw Pei Mo's cautious look, he felt a little ridiculous.

"Don't forget, there is no wall through which the wind can pass through. As long as I am willing to inquire, I will definitely get the news."

Murong Qing smiled: "Besides, you are a general, with such a noble status, someone will definitely be interested in your gossip."

Pei Mo was noncommittal, so he changed the subject.

"Madam just said that she would spread the news through tomorrow's poetry competition, but how should she go about it?"

Pei Mo frowned deeply, and until now he hadn't figured out exactly how Murong Qing should implement his plan.

"Are you going to announce it in public? But do you have so much evidence in your hand? If there is no realistic and reliable evidence, then they will bite you back, saying that you deliberately slandered them. Your crime is terrible. It's heavy."

Thinking about the next series of things, Pei Mo couldn't help feeling a little worried for Murong Qing.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to see the good things." Murong Qing raised his eyebrows, and pulled Pei Mo back to the General's Mansion.

Murong Qing went back to the room and took out two sets of night clothes, and put them on quickly.

"Hurry up and put it on, it's getting dark, we'll be leaving in a while." Murong Qing handed Pei Mo another set of night clothes that were bigger.

Although Pei Mo still didn't understand Murong Qing's intentions, he obediently changed into his clothes.

After a while, two black figures jumped out of the general's mansion, performed lightness kung fu, stepped on the beams, and headed towards the southeast.

Murong Qing was in front, and Pei Mo followed closely behind. After walking for about two sticks of incense, the two stopped at the door of a room.

"Here we are." Murong Qing smiled slightly and turned to greet Pei Mo.

Pei Mo looked up at the house and saw that it was ordinary, no different from other ordinary houses, so he felt suspicious.

"Is there something good you said here?" Pei Mo asked softly.

"Of course, what else would I bring you here for?" Murong Qing smiled sweetly, then approached the wall of the house softly, put his ear on the wall and listened inside, then turned his head and waved to Pei Mo.

Pei Mo walked over obediently, and saw Murong Qing stretch out his index finger to lick his tongue, and then poked off the thin layer of window paper.

There was a small hole in the paper on the window, Murong Qing put one eye on the hole and looked inside.

Pei Mo heard the sound of reading from the room, it was obviously a young man, and he read the right poem.

"I think this is a contestant in the poetry competition. There will be a competition tomorrow. I must study hard tonight." Pei Mo secretly speculated in his heart.

Just thinking about it, Murong Qing pulled his arm towards him.

"Come and see."

Pei Mo looked in through the small hole in the window, and sure enough, he saw a young man sitting at the table, buried in a book.

"What's so interesting about this?" Pei Mo looked at it for a long time, but didn't see anything tricky in it, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"Don't worry," Murong Qing didn't seem worried at all, "You'll know in a while."

At this moment, the two heard light footsteps coming from the back of the house, their expressions paused for a moment, they looked at each other, and they hid behind a pillar in unison.

Looks like something is going to happen tonight.

With such a premonition in his heart, Pei Mo fixed his eyes on the scholar's window.

"Who is this?"

It seemed that Murong Qing knew everything about it like the back of his hand.

"Shh."

Pei Mo wanted to ask a few more questions, but was stopped in time by Murong Qing.

At this time, another man in black also appeared at the window where the sound was made, and followed Murong Qing's action just now, poking a hole in the window.

Then he took out a pipe from his sleeve and blew a few puffs of smoke into it.

After completing this series of actions, he looked around vigilantly and gently pushed open the door on the book.

Pei Mo saw that the man in black seemed to have a purpose, and guessed in his heart that he was here to harm the scholar, and in a hurry, he raised his foot and took a step outside.

"General, don't worry!"

Seeing this, Murong Qing quickly grabbed Pei Mo.

"Don't worry, the injury won't be dangerous. I just want to do something small for him." Knowing Pei Mo's mood, Murong Qing explained it to him.

Pei Mo was dubious, but in the end he chose to stay silently by Murong Qing's side, waiting to see what happened next.

The man in black sneaked into the scholar's room, and Pei Mo and Murong Qing also quietly took two steps forward, peeping in through the hole in the window.

As expected, the scholar was stunned by the smoke just now. At this time, his head was dizzy, his eyelids were half-opened and half-closed, and he was about to fall asleep.

The man in black walked up to the scholar and read a few words.

"Follow me, he was in charge of history in his early years, he was either cured or not cured, dear to the heart, my mother repaid me, a potion of life and death..."

(End of this chapter)